163Why Do We Fall in Love?
Chapter Twenty: A Sticky Situation
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Today is the day. I wake up with ease, unlike my usually reluctant self. Today is the day Ron gets what's coming to him. I briefly imagine what Harry and I discussed last night and smile before getting dressed. I'm channeling my inner Draco as I catch my sneer in the bathroom mirror. I hurry over to Hermione's dorm before she can ruin my plan. With a quick swish of my wand I bind her to her bed. Then I notice a pretty, black shirt neatly laid out on her trunk and quickly exchange it with the outdated grandma shirt I am currently wearing. After straightening up, I shake her awake.
"Ginny what the hell," she grumbles as she struggles to get out of her bed.
"Do you want some breakfast?" I ask while conjuring up some porridge. Hermione shakes her head vigorously. I take the spoon and shove it into her mouth before she can protest.
"Ginny I can feed myself," Hermione complains as she tries and fails to get up.
"No actually you can't," I answer matter-of-factly and shove another spoon in her mouth. "Sorry Hermione but I can't let you up for a bit," I say smiling evilly. "Here comes the Hogwarts Express," I say making train noises as I shove food into her mouth.
"Ginny when I get my wand there will be hell to pay," Hermione mumbles around her food. I watch as a glob of grayish porridge leaks from her lips and calmly wipe at it with a napkin. I remove my hand swiftly before Hermione's gnashing teeth can sink into it. I should have known better than to wake a sleeping Hermione.
"Calm down Hermione," I say and try to cover her mouth with my hand. Bad idea. She bites down on my hand, hard. I pull my hand back quickly and replace it with another spoon full of porridge. "Hermione I've only bound you to the bed because I'm attempting to get back at Ron and I can't have you interfering," I say, trying to reason with the beast.
She stops shaking around and looks at me warily. "Oh Ginny what are you going to do," Hermione asks.
"I won't hurt him. Much." I say feeling a smirk creep onto my lips. Oh he is going to pay. "Harry is just going to shave his head." It brings a smile to my face as I say it. Harry should be almost finished if he listened to me. Hermione's face contorts with horror.
"NO" She screams. "I love his hair!" she wails.
"Chill out Hermione it will grow back," I reason with her.
"But I want his hair like that! He'll look weird without hair," she yells at me.
"He brought this upon himself," I say. Man, I'm feeling really evil today. But Ron can bring out the worst side of me.
"Ginny let me out of this bed right now," she commands, trying to look stern. I giggle at the mess I've made on her face with the porridge and check the time. Harry should be finished by now.
"I'm going to unbind you," I say to Hermione.
"Thank Merlin, I have to get to class," she complains.
"Are you mad at me," I ask holding my wand up.
"If I say no will you let me go," Hermione asks with an exasperated tone.
"Yes," I respond cheerfully and with a flick of my wand she is free.
"Fine," she says before she starts running around the room to get dressed. She rummages around, apparently looking for the shirt that I am currently wearing. "I swear I laid out this shirt just last night…Oh well, I guess I'll just wear this," she says, pulling out a yellow shirt.
I watch with amusement and put down the porridge bowl; guess she won't eat any more.
"I'm not mad Ginny, but if you hurt him, you won't have to worry about Ron," she warns, giving me an evil look before going down into the Common Room. When I reach the Common Room, I can't stop the smile that stretches out on my face. Something shines in the distance. As I get closer, I see that it is actually my brother's head; in fact I think it might be glowing.
I run out of the Common Room before Ron can look up and explode at me. He just looks so ridiculous I can barely stifle my laughter as I exit the portrait.
"So I take it I did a good job," a voice says from behind me. I turn and find a pair of bright green eyes smiling at me attached to a Harry who is leaning against the wall casually with his arms crossed. Even now, after a hundred kisses, my heart flutters every time I see him. I finally release my laughter, clutching at my side which is beginning to ache.
"Yes," I exclaim and throw my arms around him. His lips find mine but I pull away before it turns into something I won't be able to stop. I think back to last night and feel a rush of pleasure. Harry smiles down at me, as if he is thinking the same thing.
"Come on let's get out of here before Hermione drags Ron to class," Harry says as he pulls me towards the Charms classroom. When we reach the classroom he kisses me and wishes me luck on my attempt to get even with my brother and then sulks when he remembers he has potions today.
I walk into the classroom and take a seat next to Colin and start speaking before he can run away. "Colin I'm really sorry, my brother put me under a spell to make me say anything that was on my mind. I didn't mean to be so rude last time."
His lip trembles and he asks "That was on your mind?" He looks at me as if he's contemplating running and crying or yelling at me. He doesn't get a chance because some Hufflepuff taps on his shoulder.
"Hey, sorry to interrupt," he says looking at me. "But I was just wondering Collin, could borrow some parchment?" he asks with a smile.
"Sure Jace," Colin says shuffling around his bag for a piece of paper. I've never met this guy before, maybe I should start hanging out with people in my grade more often. Jace walks over to his seat and Collin starts to speak.
"Fine Ginny, it's not your fault". I shrug, I can understand why Colin might be a little mad at me. I open my charms book and start to ignore Flitwick, until I hear him say the word orgasm.
"Ah Ms. Weasley, I see that I have finally gotten your attention," Flitwick chuckles. I can't help the blush that spreads across my face and I sink down in my chair. "As I was saying class there are several charms that are rather sexual in nature. If you turn to page 457 of your Advanced Charms Applications text, there is an entire section on them." Flitwick beams when everyone takes out their books and begins scanning for the spells, possibly having the attention of an entire class for the first time all year.
"As you can probably guess, we will not be trying any of these charms out in class and I advise you not to use them on any unsuspecting students or faculty, but they are important to know just in case for your upcoming NEWTS next year," Flitwick says a little nervously. Maybe he can see the dangerous looks in every student's face in the classroom. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to give a bunch of hormonal teenagers a list of sexual charms. I quickly scan the list of charms and try to determine which would be the best to use on my brother. I settle on two and memorize them quickly. If I'm quick I might be able to cast one on Ron before his next class.
Once Flitwick dismisses the class, I rush out of the classroom and run down to the dungeons. I hide behind a tapestry with my wand drawn and wait for my brother to pass by. I don't have to wait long, and I can see him running from a mile away thanks to his shiny head. He looks really pissed off when he tries to run his hand through his hair and only finds skin. Hermione trails behind him. I quickly cast the charm on Ron and it narrowly hits Hermione. That would not be good.
I can barely stifle the giggles as I imagine my brother in his next class. I wonder if Hermione will take pity on him and remove it. I pray to Merlin that she doesn't and run off to my next class. I'm almost late for Herbology, but Sprout either doesn't notice or doesn't care. I just watch what Collin does and then I copy it. I don't try to talk to him again since he doesn't look to be in the best of moods. We're working with some plant whose name I couldn't remember for the life of me. Before I get too caught up in this Hermione comes bursting through the door.
"Professor Sprout, Professor Dumbledore requests Ms. Weasley's presence immediately," she sputters. I look up at her, what could this be about, what did he find out? Did Snape tell him about me and Harry frolicking on the grounds?
"Well Ginny, you better get going," Professor Sprout says, not paying attention to my frightened expression. Hermione doesn't wait for me to follow she just rushes out of the room. I follow after her slowly, taking my time to enjoy the few moments I have that I am not in trouble. Once I close the door behind me, I'm shoved up against the wall.
"What did you do," Hermione growls at me, holding me tightly against the wall.
"I woke up, I got dressed, I bound you to the bed and I took your favorite shirt and I'm sorry , it's just Ron turned all my clothes into grandma clothes and I had nothing suitable to wear and it was just lying there on your trunk!" I blurt out in one breath, the look on Hermione's face scaring the crap out on me.
"Ginny you idiot not that, I meant what did you do to Ron?" she growls at me. I gulp and try to look innocent.
"I uh, don't know what you're talking about," I mumble stupidly.
"Ginny I know that something is wrong, Ron has been adjusting himself more often than usual and he won't even look at me," She grumbles.
"It's not my fault," I say, struggling to cross my arms and stifle my giggles.
"I'm going to tell Harry about what you do with his cloak," she threatens.
"You wouldn't."
"Try me."
"Fine! I cast manipulatius orgasmium," I say in a huff. "Hermione did you just lie to get me out of class?"
"Yes and that is beside the point right now. Do you know what that spell does!" Hermione shouts, releasing me from her vice grip against the wall.
"Obviously," I say, rolling my eyes. "It makes sure that Ron gets aroused every time he sits down for too long."
"Ginny we have hour long classes! It only takes 15 minutes for him to start getting a hard-on, that's so cruel! First his hair, then this!"
"Ew I don't want to know how long it takes my brother to get his soldier to stand. Plus, it's not like it's anything permanent. It'll wear off in a couple hours. Plus you can't tell me you don't find this at least a little bit hilarious," I joke, nudging her with my elbow. A small smile edges on her lips but she quickly tries to mask it.
"As his girlfriend, I am not allowed to enjoy his pain," she says with determination, but it's too late, her anger is already broken through and she's grinning.
"Oh my Merlin Ginny, you should've seen him as he waddled down the hall after class with a book in front of his crotch and the light gleaming off his shiny head!"
We both start laughing at the image until tears are streaming down our faces and we can barely stand.
We walk into the Great Hall just as lunch food is beginning to appear on the table and continue to laugh at Ron's misfortune.
"I have to warn you though, as his girlfriend, I am obligated to take his side on this one, I gotta be there for him, no matter how ridiculous he looks," Hermione says, just before Ron walks into the Great Hall.
"Totally understand, but don't ruin it by taking the spell off or anything," I say quickly as Ron approaches while glaring at me. A hat covers his head but it can't hide the fact that he's completely bald and a white stain on the front of his crotch lets me know that last class ran juuuusstt a little too long.
I flash Ron my best smile saying "that's what happens when you mess with Ginny Weasley" and take a big bite out of my turkey sandwich.
He mumbles something to Hermione and they quickly leave the Great Hall with plates of food cradled in their arms. Looks like Ronald can't stand to eat in the Great Hall. Or should I say can't sit. Hahahaha.
Just when I'm beginning to wonder where Harry is, he swoops down and pecks my cheek before sitting next to me with a huge grin. "Did you see Ron?" he asks, "did you see his pants?"
I laugh and quickly swallow my bite of food before explaining the sticky situation that I've put Ron in. "Looks like he won't be needing Hermione anymore," I say jokingly.
"Or even his hand for that matter," he adds.
"Do you have any important classes left today?" he suddenly asks after we finish laughing.
"Ummm, no not really, just a Study Period and Muggle Studies, but I think we have a substitute teacher today so we won't be doing much."
"Good," he says with a big grin, turning back around to his food. I squint my eyes at him suspiciously.
"What have you got up your sleeve Harry James Potter?" I ask with a playful shove.
"You'll see as soon as you finish your food."
"Done," I say, shoving the rest of the sandwich into my mouth and realizing just a bit too late that that's not very 'lady-like' as Hermione would say.
Suddenly, Harry grabs my arm and starts running towards the Great Hall doors, nearly making me trip.
"Where are we going," I shout, giggling as everyone in the Great Hall turns to stare. His only answer is to look back at me with that dazzling smile and give me a quick wink. Who cares where we're going, I'd follow this boy anywhere.
We run past a million abandoned classrooms and down a hall I can't recognize until we finally stop in front of a room with double doors. Panting, we walk into the room.
"What…are we…here for?" I pant, still gasping for air. Harry nods towards the fire and I suddenly notice a little face floating in the flames.
"Inny!" The face exclaims.
"Oh my goodness! Teddy?" I ask, running to the fire and looking at Harry questioningly.
"Hello dear!" Mum's voice says, her face popping up next to Teddy's. "Teddy learned how to say your name and Harry wanted you to see for yourself!"
I beam down at Teddy and begin embarrassing myself with baby talking.
"Heyy there little buddy, you love Ginny don't you?" I say, giggling as Teddy's tiny hand appears in front of his face, as if he's trying to reach out for me.
"Grrr, oola twa Inny," Teddy says excitedly.
"Yeah? No way, then what happened!" I joke, pretending as if his words make sense. After a few more minutes of this, we say good bye to Teddy and Mum and I turn to Harry.
"I can't believe he says my name!" I exclaim, "how did he even learn it this fast?"
Blushing, Harry runs his hand through his hair before saying, "I may have mentioned it every once in a while." My can't help but beam and take a step closer to Harry before wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him softly.
"You're too sweet," I whisper before turning around and looking at the room we're in. "Charming place you've got here," I say, poking at the decrepit desks and the dusty chalkboard.
"It's the best place I could find that was out of the way," he defends, "this way, I can communicate with Teddy without being interrupted."
"So I'm the only one that knows about this place?" I ask, not making eye contact.
"Yeah," he says softly. "How do you think Ron's making out?" he asks, breaking the silence that follows his answer.
"Ha! I don't think he's making out at all," I respond, "or with anyone at this point. He's probably got enough of that as it is."
"Imagine if we had Quidditch practice today," Harry says with an amused expression.
I laugh at the image of a shiny headed Ron fidgeting on his broom stick while trying to fight off an orgasm and block balls all at once. I dust off a section of the floor and sit down, gesturing at Harry to come sit with me. He sits and we begin talking about, well, everything. I watch the way his lips curve into a smile when he talks about Quidditch, the glint of love in his eyes as he talks about Teddy and the worry in his eyes when he talk about life after Hogwarts. I pull out a piece of parchment and quickly transform it into a canvas.
"Am I boring you," he asks, looking worried.
"Not at all, you're just inspiring me," I say with a smile, "keep talking."
"Okay…" he says, giving me a what-are-you-up-to look before continuing. I reach for the quills he gave me and begin. The image won't start moving until I've written my name on the bottom of the canvas so I can make as many changes as I want before the final product. I begin first with the face, turned slightly away, the light shining just right to portray all the features I love about him: his eyes, his lips, his hair. I spend forever on each eye, wanting to get them exactly right, another forever is spent on his lips and a thousand forevers are spent on his hair.
I nod and smile and respond at the right moments and before I know it, it's become too dark too see anything but his eyes. "Lemme see," he says, leaning over my bent legs to look down at my drawing.
"No!" I exclaim, quickly stuffing it in my bag. "You can't see yet." I say.
"Fine," he says, dragging me onto his lap and kissing me. "Tell you what, if I can beat you at a game of wizard's chess, I get to see it."
I almost laugh before deciding to pretend I'm unsure. "Umm," I say with a worried expression, "okay, I'll try."
"And," he adds, "for every 2 pieces stolen from you, you have to take a piece of clothing off."
I laugh before getting off his lap and preparing. Ten minutes later, Harry is sitting in nothing but his boxers while I've still got on a bra and pants. "I take this piece and you're completely naked Potter," I say with a haughty grin.
"You tricked me!" he exclaims with a laugh. "You made it seem like you didn't know how to play!"
"Come on Harry, Ron is my brother, I've had more than enough practice playing him," I say, moving my bishop to capture his king who crumbles to a pile of ashes. "Time to take off those boxeeerrrss," I sing, standing up and stretching before looking at him expectantly.
Without blinking, Harry takes off the last piece of fabric and looks me straight in my eyes. Suddenly I realize how completely naked he is and can't help but blush and avert my eyes. Sure, I've dreamt about this, but having him look so confidently at me while completely naked throws me off and I don't know what to do next.
He steps closer and wraps his arms around my waist, making me gasp at the feel of his hard stomach against my own. Before I know what's happening we're kissing and I'm flushed and panting and my hands are traveling further and further down. My fingers brush against his pulsing shaft and he nearly jumps into my hand. "A bit eager aren't we," I taunt, but his only response is a lust-filled gaze and a moan.
I softly grip him at the base and move my hand up slowly, marveling at how solid and firm he is, at how he seems to pulse in my hand. I'm not sure what to do so I look up at him and am met with emerald green eyes that almost plead with me. He places his hand over mine and squeezes it before beginning to move my hand up and down firmly and swiftly. He removes his hand and I continue the pace, his shaft warm, soft and hard in my grip. I swirl my thumb across the very tip and am rewarded with a jerk from Harry's hips.
He begins moaning loudly and breathlessly whispers, "lips." I bend down so my knees are on the ground and stare at his member inches from my face. I start to leave wet kisses from the very base, all the way to the tip before engulfing the head into my mouth. He tastes salty and hot in my mouth and every one of his moans sends another jolt to the junction of my legs.
Entangling his fingers into my hair, he begins pumping in and out of my mouth, throwing his head back and letting out the most animalistic sounds I've ever heard come out of his mouth. His head seems to swell in my mouth and he withdraws seconds before a white substance squirts onto my neck and chest.
"You're amazing," he pants, pulling me up and kissing me passionately. "I want to make you feel just as good if you'll let me, but not here," he says, gesturing to the dusty room. "Let's go to your dorm."
We quickly pull on our clothes and butterflies of anticipation and nervousness blossom in my stomach at what Harry will do next. We rush down the halls so fast that we nearly miss the sound.
"Do you hear that?" Harry asks, stopping abruptly. I listen closely and hear muffled shouts. Rushing in the direction of the sound, we find Hermione pinned to a wall with a bunch of guys huddled around her, cheering on some douche with his lips on hers and his hand up her blouse. Shocked, I watch as Harry pulls out his wand and blasts the guy on top of Hermione into a wall as his friends scurry away.
"Are you okay," I rush to Hermione as she throws herself into my arms. "What happened?"
"T-They said that s-since I was slut who moved from H-Harry to Ron, they wanted some of the a-action too," she sobs into my shoulder. "They said they'd rather get in on the action now rather than w-wait their turns since I seemed to be taking a turn with every guy in the school."
I turn to see Harry gripping the guy by his collar and threatening him so I quickly take Hermione back to the Common Room.
"Hermione!" Ron exclaims when he sees us walk in. "What happened?"
"Some douche tried to molest her," I say as Hermione goes from my arms to Ron's. "Luckily, Harry and I happened to pass by at just the right moment. He's taking care of said scumbag right now." Ron's eyes flash with anger at the mention of me and Harry being together so late at night, but thankfully, he chooses not to comment and instead nods his head. The sex charm seems to have worn off and he takes Hermione onto her lap and soothes her calmly and softly. He really does love her.
The portal door opens and Harry walks in with a solemn look on his face. "You okay Hermione?" he asks. Ron suddenly comes up to us and stands directly in front of Harry, who has put his arm around my waist.
"I still don't like that you're dating my sister," Ron says sternly. I roll my eyes and begin to respond. "I'm not done," he glares at me. "But I do appreciate that you protected Hermione when I should've been there for her rather than sulking in this Common Room. And you're right, I'd rather it be you, someone who I can trust to protect her, than someone I don't know."
I look back and forth between Ron and Harry as they stare at each other, communicating with some secret language I don't know. Suddenly, they both break out into a smile and start hugging. "I missed you mate," Harry says.
"I did too mate, you're my best friend."
"Oh my Merlin, I think I'm gonna choke on all the bromance in the air," I say, causing Hermione to giggle through her tears. "Come on Hermione, let's leave these two alone," I say, taking her hand and winking at Harry before starting up the stairs.
I tuck Hermione into bed and wait until she's asleep before I get up and move to my own bed. I can hear Ron and Harry laughing and talking downstairs and I smile. It's nice to have this family feud over with. Me and Harry are together, Ron and Hermione are together and Ron and Harry are back to being best friends. Everything is perfect. Oh wait. I forgot about Dragon Dung and her spawn.
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